Princess
"Princess where the fuck my rellos and lighter at?"
My big brother was mad annoying I couldn't wait to move out. I'm living with him for the moment since I'm no longer with my ex boyfriend. We got into a big argument and we almost got into a physical fight, I was so close to beating the fuck out of him when I found out he was fucking my bestfriend, and I was going to beat her ass too. My brother, Don, was 26 and his house was lowkey the trap house. Sometimes I didn't feel comfortable sleeping there but I know if anything was to happen he would handle it real quick. He was still flipping out on me cause he couldn't find his stuff, he need to be asking his homeboys, Rich and Malik, who he constantly with. They was all sitting in the living room about to roll up and smoke, I was getting ready to leave and meet up with my homegirls. I went in the living room and they all was looking, especially the oldest nigga in there, Malik, he's like 40 and he creeps me out.
"You find my shit?"
"Don I don't know where your shit is, you know I don't smoke so why would you ask me?"
"One of y'all niggas got my shit?"
They both looked at each other.
"We ain't got shit bruh."
Don got up patting his pants, digging in them pulling out a lighter and two packs of rellos. Malik and Rich started laughing, Don must've been high already. Before he sat down, he looked at me.
"Princess what the fuck you got on? You know niggas out here crazy and you wanna wear some shit like that."
I knew he wasn't gone like what I had on. All I had on was a tight fitted dress that made my ass poke out, but that's in anything I wear.
"What's wrong with this?"
Malik was looking at me up and down, licking his lips. If my brother seen him do that to me he would probably shoot his ass right in the neck, my brother doesn't play when it comes to me.
"I don't see nothing wrong with it."
Don turned around gripping his gun.
"The fuck you mean nigga? Don't even look at her, before I blow yo shit off."
Malik started putting the weed in the rello, Rich shook his head doing the same. Don turned and looked at me again. I wasn't gonna change I don't care what he's says.
"Go change."
"No, Don I'm 21, grown as hell and don't need you telling me what to do."
"Aite, don't call my phone crying cause some nigga done snatched you up, im not coming no fucking where, go out and be a hot ass."
I walked towards the door not listening to him, I understand he's trying to protect me but right now he's over doing it.
"Don shut up, I'll see you later, bye y'all."
Malik and Rich waved and I walked out.
Marcus
Tia was on some other shit last night. She was so close to popping on Princess. All the stuff I told her last night was the honest truth, well some of it. I tell her not to stunt the little shit cause it really don't be nothing. I had to work today so Tia was at the crib by herself. I worked with Rashad today, he the thot of the whole ATL. Girls done fought over him, he think the shit cool too. If you had any problems with your girl he ain't the nigga to go to. I wanted to tell him about yesterday with Princess and Tia, he might say some crazy shit so I was thinking if I needed to tell him or not. The day was slow so I might as well tell him.
